Abby Wesson


Hypocritical Secret - Poem by Abby Wesson

Her face like velvet so soft and fair
With a stare so confusing
And a delightful glare
Her lips pointed in smiled lie
Caressing each breath
Into a desperate sigh
Her eyes truly sparkled in a death divine
A trickle and tear no clear meaning
Time left behind
Her gloves left covered in white simple lace
Concealing self mutilating slashes
And the glee on her face


Comments about Hypocritical Secret by Abby Wesson

  • (4/18/2006 10:43:00 AM)


    You are blissfully amazing! ...
    <3- Evie
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  • (4/18/2006 6:33:00 AM)


    : D i love the title. its a good poem gal, it aint shitty! ! (Report) Reply

  • (4/18/2006 1:08:00 AM)


    Uwww Rebecca this is a strong poem, Well in Focus! have a great Day dave xxx (Report) Reply

  • (4/18/2006 1:08:00 AM)


    Uwww Rebecca this is a strong poem, Well in Focus! have a great Day dave xxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 17, 2006



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